Treasure Island

Ramesh T A

(28th August 1950 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Never Lose Peace at Any Cost!


Eager and passionate pursuits after wealth end
All interests of heart that can't be pursued after!
Silence seems to be golden after all disturbances;
Peace comes of calmness attained after all fuss!

Material pursuits take a lion's share in man's life
Making living an irritating and monotonous one
When one is exploited or extracted of all talent
In something not one's own interest in works...!

Life going on so due to obligations and duties
Makes one long for peace becoming precious
That can never be mortgaged for money only
For the sake of dear one's benefit and profit...!

One's help and good nature can't be exploited
Taking for granted as all are kith and kin ever!

Submitted: Friday, November 08, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 08, 2013

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